What? My wife’s unspoken rules have come true?

Chapter 25: Going to work! (Please read it!)

In the morning, through the curtains, the cabin feels a little lazy.

After Wu Wanqing finished washing, she went back to the bedroom and opened the curtains. The sunlight filtered in little by little. With her soft body facing the light, she bent over and straightened the bed. She also held the phone with her little hand, her eyes There was confusion, and there seemed to be a hint of curiosity among the doubts.

This feeling is so mysterious.

There were some outrageous opening remarks that she had never encountered before. Compared with the sparse and ordinary respectfulness, this kind of greeting was obviously explosive.

But amidst the explosion, there was something vaguely reasonable.

Director Wu Wanqing packed her small bag, her rosy little mouth pursed from time to time, and her beautiful brows occasionally wrinkled. She was just thinking that it was only the third time, but this was the fourth time, and those dreams seemed to be real.
Was she the only one who had this kind of dream? But in the dream, she was alone with a man whose face was obscured. She only knew that he had eight-pack abs and was very bad. She seemed to be his toy, and her skin seemed to have a hot touch. Having fun being played.

Is this dream only hers?
Wu Wanqing's slender fingers seemed to be moving at this moment, her red lips opened slightly, and she breathed out gently, then finally deleted a lot of words, sent him a question mark, and then patted her face gently, He recovered his thoughts and finally turned around and walked out the door.

The sun was shining brightly and the breeze was light.

It’s Monday again.

Cheng Fang woke up early, feeling like he was in another world. Last night was good enough, and he was able to break away from the state of high worry from the previous week.

The world is so beautiful, there is no need to be so grumpy. After washing up, people now pay attention to garbage classification. In the old shabby corridor, the sanitation uncle no longer has to go upstairs to collect garbage, so Cheng Fang finally threw aside the shabby vest that almost caused trouble and walked away. The footsteps went downstairs.

At the corner, I also met Aunt Liu who lived upstairs. She was a native of Beijing. The house Cheng Fang rented belonged to their family. I heard that her child had graduated and was admitted to work at the National Taxation Bureau. She was promising. She also had several houses in Beijing. She belonged to the winner group in life. aunt.

Cheng Fang is good-looking and down-to-earth. Of course the landlady stopped to chat with Cheng Fang with a smile, "Xiao Cheng, I haven't seen you for a long time. You will graduate soon."

As soon as Cheng Fang threw it in the trash can, he turned around and smiled, "Aunt Liu, long time no see. I'll graduate in June next year."

"It means you will be a senior in the second half of this year. Have you decided on an internship? You are from the National People's Congress, right? Is the place where the internship should be good? If you want me to help you, ask my Xiaoye."

Cheng Fang's diploma is good and solid, which is equivalent to a business card. Plus his appearance is a bonus, so Aunt Liu naturally takes care of him.
Sure enough, these days, appearance is still a factor. Cheng Fang naturally easily wins the goodwill of others, and to put it bluntly, if it weren't for his good looks, Director Wu wouldn't be able to take him out to deal with drinking parties so often. I wanted to cultivate him, but I happened to encounter a mudslide during the cultivation.
I can only thank his mother and father. Although I have not seen him since he was born.

Just when he was stunned, Cheng Fang's cell phone rang. He took it out of his pocket and put it to his ear, "Hello?"

"Hello, is this Cheng Fang?" A middle-aged man's voice came from the other end. I couldn't tell how old he was, maybe forty, maybe fifty, maybe sixty.

"I am you?"

"Here, the Information Bureau of the Propaganda Department sent the results of the political review this morning. Let me inform you that you will report to the Information Bureau of the Propaganda Department at nine o'clock tomorrow morning. Please take a note and write down the address. It is 50 meters east of the Qiangdong intersection in Dongcheng District. On the south side, there is the compound without a sign. Because you have to go to the hospital for a physical examination, the internship will not issue a registration card. You only need to bring the original and copy of your ID card, household registration book, and graduation certificate. "

Cheng Fang was stunned for a moment, "Huh? You mean that?"

The other party said in a formulaic tone: "Your internship contract has been sent to your email. The results of the national examination have come out recently. The arrangements here are urgent, so the interns are required to report in advance. If you have other reasons and are unable to come in, If you report before Friday, the bureau may cancel your internship qualification, so please be careful."

Cheng Fang said anxiously: "No, no, I'm fine. I'll definitely arrive next Monday." "Okay." There was the sound of paper being turned over on the phone, "You have been assigned to the Information Bureau. As for the specifics, Let’s talk about it when you report in.”

Internship positions in the system are different from other private ones. Some of them are more casual. Even the internship arrangements are very well-organized, because those who can participate in internships in such positions will most likely have to work in the system, so there are also advance arrangements. means to adapt.

"Okay, okay, thank you."

"That's it." Beep, the line on the other end hung up.

After putting away his cell phone, Cheng Fang stood in the corridor and his mood fluctuated greatly, and his hands were shaking a little.

The notice came and I have to go to the Propaganda Department.
Director Wu Wanqing is in the Propaganda Department.

The corridor of the staircase room was quiet, and Aunt Liu also took an overview. The enthusiastic aunt was still more concerned, "Have you found an internship? What company?"

"It's not the company." Cheng Fang took a breath and looked up at the landlady, "It's the Information Bureau of the Propaganda Department."

Aunt Liu was stunned for a moment and nodded again and again, "Sure enough, the students of Renmin University are different. Xiao Wang, who is upstairs, graduated from the second degree. I heard that he is doing takeout recently."

The landlady patted Cheng Fang on the shoulder and said, "The Propaganda Department is fine. Xiao Cheng, please work hard and work harder next year. If you pass the civil service examination, your future will be limitless."

It’s not just that the future is endless!

Things just continued quietly like this. I guess the landlady might not be able to figure it out even if she racked her brain.
He even married the boss and brought him home, and he even ruined it.

Slowly getting on the right track, Cheng Fang felt his eyes suddenly light up and took a deep breath. After saying goodbye to the landlady, he climbed upstairs and entered the house.

Not to mention, he is still a little nervous about his ugly daughter-in-law wanting to meet her parents-in-law.
I paced back and forth in the room, with nowhere to put my hands, and fidgeted for a while. It was strange that I got into the bathroom and fixed my hair in the mirror in the middle of the night!

She was still humming, and she was obviously a little happy. She looked at her in the mirror and looked very coquettish.

But it's also his most authentic performance.

Director Wu, that’s Director Wu Wanqing!

He was about to work under her, and then he started to be a human being. Well, Cheng Fang was stunned for a moment, feeling that he was too excited, shook his head, and waited for a while to calm down. When Gulu Gulu took a drink of water, Lying on the bed comfortably, holding my head and staring at the ceiling, I suddenly remembered something, got up, drooped my head, and took out my mobile phone, which was a bit turbulent.
After the excitement, I returned late at night.

Did she reply? But it’s been a week and she hasn’t deleted me.

Cheng Fang pursed his lips.

I started to wonder how weird it was again.
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